#captain simcoe
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tsukiiart · 3 months ago
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𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵
cw: flashing lights
I made some art of Simcoe after getting positive feedback on the poll I made. you can see it around the end of the vid. I thought there weren't enough edits of him around, so I made one to go with it. hope you like the ending 💀
First time editing so please be forgiving!
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Rest of the art under the cut!
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Song used;
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knitepercival · 2 months ago
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I’m giving you guys more uniformed men, this time featuring Simcoe~ ✨
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simcoesleftear · 7 months ago
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John Graves Simcoe + blood
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themysticaldivinities · 3 months ago
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me whenever simcoe is on screen
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bloodyvampwings · 9 months ago
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has anyone done this yet?
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99990sstuff · 4 months ago
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Ok so it’s my first time posting it on here and I just wanted to post my style of art I did but I really tried I didn’t really did all that for my drawing I did but hope you guys like it hopefully
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no-one-fights-alone · 1 year ago
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I hate and I love
Why I do this, perhaps you ask
I know not
But I feel it, and I am in torment
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paperskin-writtenon · 11 months ago
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I made another one. I'm sorry.
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granddaughterogg · 9 months ago
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I've been binge-watching Turn today and I have to say all my hopes about Captain Simcoe have been fulfilled so far.
This man's off-kilter charm does not fit neatly into any mental disorder that I know of and the decision to make this ginger beanpole so damn Incongruous in his personal brand of insanity, so Contradictory and human even in the most terrifying aspects of his inhumanness - is what makes him all the more fascinating.
The deadliest man which you could possibly ever meet, a man who falls in love with blind stalkerish abandon - and then crafts terrible love poetry because she has called him by his name *once*.
A man whose idea of "putting a fine point" to a letter is attaching a human tongue to it.
I mean - what's not to love?
(I have so many many many many MORE things to say about him. Question is - does anyone out there wants to read it?)
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tsukiiart · 4 months ago
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pettyshippen · 9 months ago
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Captain Camel Toe
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Do you think young John Graves Simcoe told the artist, “Give me a bulge” before they painted this? Because he’s rocking some crazy camel toe here.
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knowltonsrangers · 1 year ago
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Hi, I hope requests are still open, so how about an idea with Simcoe and modern!reader who watched the series and ends up there somehow?
avidly
turn!Simcoe x reader
[a/n: thanks for requesting! ❤️ ]
Sat numbly in the wooden chair, the ropes only sawed tighter into agitated skin the more you struggled. It was impossible to even see the damage done because if you dared to look over your shoulder, all you were met with was the damp darkness of the empty cabin.
You didn't even know the time, let alone who, if anyone- was inside the room with you. It all occurred faster than you could keep up with, first wading through flooded woods, disoriented to the events that led you here. It wasn't until you reached the foot of a hill that two men jumped out from their hiding spots, wielding weapons that only made your heart leap to your throat.
"They're awake?" A voice drawls just outside, and you can tell a hand is on the door, because the sliver of daylight that you had just shifted, as if someone was about to open it.
"Yes, sir." Someone replies, clearing their throat. "Last I checked, at least."
You screw your eyes shut, fiercely struggling against the ropes, praying that whoever entered through that door was nicer than the first two men.
"Good,"
The door rattles, and all at once it flies open, your gaze flitting to the newcomer. His silhouette fills most of the doorframe, heels clicking against the wood as one hand holds the door at bay. Once you are faced with blinding light, and unable to adjust, your eyes tear away, only finding comfort when the cabin is enveloped in darkness once more.
"I do hope my men were courteous to you."
His voice almost sounds cynical, and somehow you can feel his stare without seeing his eyes. Part of you screams to not reply, but the sarcasm bubbling in your mouth beats any sensibility you had accrued.
"I'm having a blast, thanks." Something akin to a glove being peeled off startles you, and it's all at once you realize that he is the one in control here. Immediately, a hand darts past your head and settles on the back of the chair, tilting you so far back, that the chair only rested on two legs.
"My, my, no need to be such a smart ass." He hums, and you squeak, feeling the sensation he is right in your face, and you have no idea how close he really is. Abruptly, you drop back to the floor, eliciting another scream from you, when a tarp is ripped off one of the windows, flooding the room with natural light.
Blinking rapidly, you shake the feeling of confusion from your brain, then take a chance to look up at the man who was presently holding you hostage.
Before you could even take a bated breath, a cold hand grabs your chin, yanking it up so you can stare directly into the eyes of your capturer.
"You have about three seconds to start explaining," He snarls, and your eyes bounce briefly to the flintlock cradled to his waist, his unoccupied hand resting heavily on the hammer.
You stutter, visibly shaken at what you were face-to-face with, eyes wide with surprise and doubt.
"John?" You're treading on dangerous waters, chin beginning to ache with just how much his grip tightens. Swallowing thickly when some recognition crosses his features, you press fowards.
"John Graves Simcoe?" It comes out embarrassingly slow, and it's not for dramatic effect. You were presently in disbelief, unable to process what was occurring right in front of your nose.
"Well," He starts, tilting your head this way and that.
"It never is a good thing when someone knows my name."
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annastrxng · 2 years ago
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bloodyvampwings · 9 months ago
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so i first watched Turn in 2019 and was like, an OG Simcoe simp. since then. uhhhhh we still love Simcoe here right? right???
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ohlookitsthearkhamknight · 2 years ago
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God i loved this live stream
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This man had me giggling and kicking my feet like a little bitch
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jtownraindancer · 1 year ago
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Ace's TURИ for Burn Rewatch: Mercy Moment Murder Measure
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